Weapon fruit is rubbish? Have you ever heard of Ryujin Jakka?

bang

Along with the crescent cross, it roared wildly in the sky of the South China Sea like a terrifying beast with bared fangs and claws, venting its terrifying edge that could destroy everything.

The sea of ​​clouds on the dome disappeared into ashes.

The sky over the South China Sea is cloudless.

Only a cross-shaped crescent moon emitting brilliant golden light and surrounded by black lightning remained, accompanying the glorious sun suspended in the sky.

of course.

In addition, there were overwhelming impact waves, as if the end of the world was coming, covering the sky, and setting off a sword energy storm that covered the sky and the sun. At the same time, it swept the sea, rolling up wave after wave of huge waves hundreds of meters high.

After a moment, the crescent cross with black thunder wrapped around it, accompanying the sun, began to dissipate.

The storm that raged across the sky and sea began to subside.

The surging waves also returned to calm.

When the sky and sea of ​​the South China Sea returned to normal, two black shadows suddenly descended from the sky, and they landed directly on the piece of island debris where Jurakol Mihawk was lying.

锵

Half of the pitch-black blade pierced into the ground at an angle.

A hilt connected to the other half of the broken blade fell to the side of Jurakol Mihawk.

The world's strongest black sword.

night.

It was cut off.

The black sword that symbolizes indestructibility was forcibly destroyed and broken into two halves in front of Rosen's powerful Crescent Cross Charge.

"..."

Djork Mihawk looked at his sword, which was also the greatest masterpiece of a great swordsman, the Black Blade Night, which was broken into two pieces and fell in front of him. An expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

In the past, he didn't know whether the black knife could be cut off, but now, he knows it clearly.

Because the facts before him have told him that even the strongest black sword in the world can be cut off.

After witnessing this scene, Joracol Mihawk was even more shocked and unable to accept it than his defeat at the hands of Rosen.

As a great swordsman, he reigns supreme among all swordsmen.

As a saber, Black Blade Night stands at the top of all weapons.

result.

His swordsmanship was completely destroyed.

His black knife was broken in front of him.

At this moment, the great swordsman's worldview and pride were almost completely destroyed.

"It seems that the black knife is not as indestructible as the legend says."

Rosen glanced at the black knife Night that he had broken with his own hands.

The world's most powerful black sword.

A black sword of supreme speed.

Even though he was completely destroyed, there was no trace of reluctance or pain in his eyes.

Just because Rosen knew very well.

The black sword is not only the dream of all swordsmen in the Grand Line, but also the dream of Djork Mihawk.

Only by shattering the dream of the world's most powerful swordsman can a collar be put on this cold and arrogant Hawkeye.

Jurakol Mihawk struggled to stand up.

After a short rest, he, who is only in his early thirties and at the peak of his physical condition, showed amazing recovery ability.

Before, he could only stand up unsteadily and could only support himself on his hands and knees.

Now, he not only stood up, but also walked quickly to his black knife, holding the handle in one hand and half of the blade in the other.

"Feel sorry!"

"If I could have held you in my hand all along and not left you to fight alone, you would never have been cut off."

Joracol Mihawk looked at the severed Black Sword Night in his hand, his voice revealing a strong sense of unwillingness, heartache, anger and regret.

In his opinion, the black knife was cut off, which was an ironclad fact.

But if, as a great swordsman, he could hold Ye and continuously transfer the domineering power to the black sword, Ye would never be cut off by Rosen while fighting alone.

So, he hated himself for being incompetent.

Let Ye, who has become a black sword, become the only black sword that has been cut off by someone in the history of the Grand Line.

It is obviously the strongest black sword in the world, but it bears a great shame.

"Oh?"

"You mean, as long as I hold the night, it won't be cut off by me."

"Is that right?"

After hearing what Joracol Mihawk said, Rosen's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement.

"good."

Although Joracol Mihawk knew that everything was a foregone conclusion, and the ending was doomed from the moment he failed to hold the Black Blade Night and let go of the knife, he was still unwilling to accept it.

He didn't want himself, or Ye, to bear such humiliation.

The black knife was cut off.

Whether it is for a swordsman or for a supreme sword, it is an indescribable shame.

This also made Joracol Mihawk couldn't help but hate his own incompetence in his heart and feel extremely regretful.

If it happens again, he will not let go of the Black Knife·Night even if he dies in battle.

"Ok."

"Since you think so and want to do it again, I will grant your wish."

"Give you another chance to change the fate that was cut short at night."

After reading all of Djorakol Mihawk's thoughts and emotions, Rosen chuckled and whispered a name:

"Swastika."

"Guanyin Kaihongji Kai."

A long-haired woman with limbs jointed like a puppet appeared behind him, and the two Zangetsu in her hands turned into a Zanpakuto.

That is Benihime's Bankai.

Putting aside the long-haired woman behind him, Guanyin Kai Hongji Kai looks like an ordinary Zanpakutō.

But when Rosen held the Guanyin Kaihongji Kai and slashed the broken sword in Joracol Mihawk's hand through the air, an incredible scene appeared.

Because after being forged into a black sword, the weapon becomes indestructible and difficult to reforge, and there has never been a precedent of a black sword being cut off and repaired in the past.

Even if all the best swordsmiths in the world were called in and tried every possible means, it would be impossible to repair the broken black sword.

But now.

Rosen just waved his hand and the two halves of the black knife were reconnected and completely repaired.

Except for a thin, invisible stitch left on the pitch-black blade at the previously broken position, the Black Knife Night was exactly the same in terms of hardness and sharpness as it was before it was cut off.

Joracol Mihawk, who held the Night in his hand and forged it into a black sword, felt this very clearly.

"how is this possible?"

"The severed black sword was restored to its original state."

"Although there is a trace of mending, the quality of the knife is no different from before it was cut."

Joracol Mihawk clenched the black knife Night in his hand. He rarely showed any changes in expression, but at this moment his face was very complicated.

There was astonishment, disbelief, excitement, and ecstasy.

however.

All these emotions and expressions quickly disappeared because of Rosen's words.

"Don't be too happy too early."

"The repair of the black knife may not be something worth laughing about for you, but rather the beginning of endless despair."

Rosen's words woke Joracol Mihawk up.

Yes!

It was certainly a cause for celebration that Black Blade Night had been restored to his original state, but his situation had not changed at all.

However, because he was alert, he subconsciously tensed his body and immediately discovered that his chest, which had been in excruciating pain, no longer felt any pain.

At the same time, I don’t feel any tiredness or weakness.

"Not only did you restore the night to its original state, but you also restored my body as well?"

Joracol Mihawk couldn't help but look down, and found that the two deep knife wounds on his chest that were visible to the bone had disappeared, leaving only two traces of stitches that looked the same as the ones repaired by the black knife.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and when he looked at Rosen again, his eyes changed again and again.

What kind of monster is this?